Vionalicia

I'm the Bull

I who was so very hopeful to be called by Sister Viona, somehow suddenly became very nervous and reluctant to stand up to step, the legs to move forward. The students in the class were hysterically shouting 'Cieee' and clapping as Kak Viona said, my name even though it did not help me grow, I am confident to move forward.

"For Yik, why are you quiet!" said Iyan, who was surprised to see me.

"I don't know Yan, suddenly I'm not confident."

"No confidence, you want your name changed for another!"

I also bluntly said. "Of course, not Yan."

"Yes, in time with the letter you wrote, you touched Viona's heart, and made this an impression she never forgot!" said Iyan while pulling my arm and pushing my shoulder so that it made me stand up. After I stood up and looked at Brother Viona, slowly I stepped, and my feet came towards Kak Viona, the more I approached her the sound of yelling and applause the students in the class the louder I heard. They seemed to be watching the bull-hit show Matador, which of course Kak Viona was the Matador and I was the Bull, but it did not help me to grow courage, 'the second personality where you' said softly in my heart, with trembling legs and a bright heart without me knowing I even managed to approach Kak Viona. Right now I was right standing in front of her, I slowly reached her hand to take the letter that was in her grasp, and back Kak Viona gave a small smile looking at my manner back then. But even though I had seen a small smile from Kak Viona's face from this close distance, somehow strangely my wild nature was still reluctant to come out at this time, unlike yesterday when I had seen Kak Viona's smile my personality came out suddenly, then when Kak Viona gave the letter I wrote to me, accidentally our fingers touched each other, I felt like Brother Viona was giving me the energy to confidently read out the letter I wrote. I took the letter and looked at his face, at this moment the position of our faces was very close, only less than half a meter away, her beautiful eyes and her dimples that add up amaze me how beautiful she is, and finally my wild nature appears.

"Good day, Miss Viona, greetings of love from the Fans in your tutoring class, I honestly do not understand what is called love, because I've never felt that way since I started to reason puberty. I know a lot about the words that people say that if we feel in love the world feels just the property of both and other humans are just visitors, too, and believe me I feel that when I see you. And some say that if we fall in love with someone, even if we don't see that person enough to see the roof of that person's house, you remember his face again that makes you fall in love with him again, and believe me, I have also felt it even though I only see the roof of your house. At this time maybe Big Brother thinks I'm just a Classmate who is like most of the younger siblings that you've mentored before, but believe me, I fell deeply in love when I first saw you and until now the love has not been lost just keep growing. Just looking at Big Brother's face is enough to convince me how much I fell in love with you, sister. Big Brother's smile that always managed to make me hallucinate, so I was opium to continue seeing your smile. And your name, my permission to interpret; Vionalia.

V, my vision got you

I, it's beautiful to be with you always

O, my brain is always thinking of you

N, your name will always be in my heart

A, there will be times when you will have me, believe me while we are not yet together, but I still love you. I will stop loving you until I don't breathe anymore.

I'm your Fans Ariansyah." said my letter

Then I stepped, right my feet towards my sitting table, when I walked I did not hesitate to turn my head, my face towards Kak Viona. And yes, I turned my face to his face, we looked at each other so as to make my focus disappear, to the point that I hit the table from the gasp of looking at Kak Viona, As a result, the entire student laughed at my behavior.

"Hahahaha ..” the laughter of all the students in the class, I immediately rushed back to my seat.

"I don't think I'm Way, it's great that you make a letter!" Iyan praised me.

"There are a few sentences, I took from the dialogue film Yan ..."

"Even so, I'm sure Viona's sister has begun to touch her heart just as you ... ."

"Amin, I hope Yan I really hope because of this I can get closer to Sister Viona."

"I'm happy with what you're hoping for, my friend, but I just want to remember that you don't know who Sister Viona's boyfriend is, I hope this is just my mind, your impediment going forward will be a little heavier way!"

"So, what should I do ... ."

"Stay tough, you're as long as the yellow track hasn't curved which means Viona's sister still belongs to anyone, and I'm sure you're one step closer to her because of this."

I just smiled in agreement with Iyan's words. At the cool of me and Iyan chatting, Iyan, in our still ongoing class the students took turns to read out the letter we had given to our coach in class many of the students looked happy to have read their love letters to each of them the builder in the direction, the pleasure is open without cause, because writing a love letter is not just about writing, it is not just about writing, but the delivery of the contents of the written message is very full of honesty and hope because writing a love letter in the designation to the person we like and hope the recipient can feel the content of the letter that has been written.

Right at 17:00 pm we allowed the students to gather again in the field and this time we did not know what would happen afterwards, our confusion was not without cause because right in the hall of the field had stood some old men who looked like Master wearing neat clothes.